There was a flood of messages online, and my personal communication apps were also overflowing with notifications.
Mu Qiu had just finished a call with her parents and walked out expressionlessly.
Cheng Zhirang was sitting on the sofa outside reading a script. Noticing something off about her expression, he didn't ask much, just reached out to her.
He asked gently, "Do you need me for anything?"
Mu Qiu shook her head, sat on the sofa leaning against him, resting her forehead on his arm as she replied to her friends' messages one by one.
Participating in a variety show about her own work's adaptation could already be considered a success as an author, but getting the best-looking and most charismatic man on the show within a month was truly remarkable.
Many relatives, friends, and classmates were frantically asking her if it was true. She marked all the messages as read, then posted a unified statement across several social media platforms.
Indeed, she was in a relationship.
